WTF Do We Call This Song?
Album: Sam Sinister and the Plastic Sinister Band (forthcoming)
By: Sam Sinister
By: Sam Sinister
Duration
2:31
Genres
Description
A song about writer's block.
Lyrics
Verse 1: It's time to shit Or get off the proverbial pot Unfit My stomach's in a knot So here I sit Alone and broken hearted Paid a dime and all this time I haven't even gotten started Chorus: So where do we go from here? Something must be wrong It's the end of my career I thought that I was strong Maybe it's too much beer Been racking my brain all night long What do we have to fear? What the fuck do we call this song? Verse 2: Been tied down to this chair It's mental constipation It's more than I can bear Can't find no inspiration Don't try to help me out You'll just break my concentration And all the expectations, they just add to my frustration (Chorus) Bridge: Well maybe it's a problem with my brain I can't articulate the words I wanna say Perhaps I've said all there is to be said Maybe mommy dropped me on my head
